PARENTHOOD
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty "Right, here we go," Namid said as she led Hamish down the stairs and Lucy and Jamie looked at them, getting off the couch. Hamish was dressed in a blue denim shirt, jeans, a black leather belt and white converse sneakers and the stick was in his left hand. He held onto Namid's hand as he squeezed her fingers and she smiled. "Good morning, Son," Jamie said and Hamish nodded. He still looked troubled as Lucy walked closer and stroked his cheek. "How are you feeling?" Lucy asked and Hamish sighed, blinking his eyes a few times. "Never mind that," Namid said as she led Hamish to the door and Lucy frowned, folding her arms over her chest. "And where do ye think ye're going with my husband?" she asked. "Well, Uncle Jamie asked me to help Hamish cheer up and that that's what I'm going to do," Namid said as she opened the door and they walked outside the house. Lucy gasped when Namid closed the door in her face and Hamish could hear Lucy shouting something rude in Gaelic. "She is going tae be really angry when we get back," he said and Namid smiled, taking his hand. "She'll get over it," she said when they heard someone coming and turned, seeing Jamie coming closer. "I thought I'd come along with you two. Lucy's having a royal fit," he said and Namid nodded. "I'm sorry aboot all this, Father," Hamish said when Jamie walked on the other side of him and the stick clicked on the pavement. "There is na' tae be sorry aboot. I remember what it was like when you got like this. Do you remember that day I took you fishing?" Jamie asked and Hamish smiled. "Aye, I remember that day. You dinnae put the bait on a hook. You tied it tae the line so I wouldn't catch myself." "Aye, an' who was it that caught the most fish?" Jamie teased and ruffled Hamish's hair. "Well, that's because I was standing in a sweet spot," Hamish teased and Namid smiled at both of them. "An' what aboot the time that..." Jamie said then stopped talking and looked at the three men that were walking toward them. "Father, what's wrong?" Hamish asked softly then sniffed the air and blinked. Reaching out with his right hand, he gently pushed Namid behind him as the men came closer and Jamie balled his hands into fists. The men were tall and were wearing long black robes. All were bald headed and one of them was missing his left eye. The men stopped in front of them while Jamie moved in front of Hamish and Namid and the one of the men smiled at Jamie. "Hello, McCrimmon," he said as Jamie growled and Namid looked out from behind Hamish, sending out a call for help. "Hello, Duxnin," Jamie said. "It's been a long time," Duxnin said and cracked his neck side to side. "Where is that sister of yours?" "Long dead," Jamie said and Duxnin gave him a look of fake pity. "Aw, that is too bad. So where is that blonde bitch you travel with?" "Right behind you," Jenna said as she aimed a pair of laser guns at the men and the men turned around, looking at her. Duxnin and his men were mercenaries that Jamie and Jenna knew from their days as bounty hunters and both Jamie and Jenna knew that they were natural born killers. When they had last seen him, Duxnin and his men were being chased by an angry mob and Jenna tilted her head to one side. "I heard that you three were in this universe. I didn't think you have the power to cross over." "Oh, Jenny Girl, we have the power to do a lot of things," Duxnin said and the other men laughed. "But how can you be alive after all this time?" "You forget that my boys and I are immortal?" he asked as he looked at Jamie and tilted his head to one side. "Can you say the same?" "Well, we're not exactly immortal..." a voice said when Duxnin looked to his left and saw Duer, his entire family and friends standing around them and Duer walked closer, his eyes growing black. "Mind telling me what this all about?" "This doesn't concern you, Bean Pole," Duxnin said and Adam's mouth fell open. "Oh, he just didn't say that," he said and Alan nodded. "It does when it comes to my family," Duer said, walking closer. "Now you're going to get it," Adam said while Hamish sighed and rolled his eyes. Namid could see in his eyes that all the anger and frustration was building to the breaking point as she placed a hand on his shoulder, making him turn his head toward her. "Don't do anything stupid," she whispered and he squeezed his fingers on the stick. "Is this the fun that ye wanted me tae have?" he whispered and she sighed, lowering her head. Hamish moved closer while the stick clicked on the pavement and he stood next to Jamie. "Ye heard the man. Why are ye after my father an' mother?" "Get a load of this guy,' Duxnin said as the men laughed and Jamie looked at Hamish, seeing the anger in his eyes. "Hamish, no," Jamie whispered and Hamish flexed his fingers on the stick. "Are ye going tae answer me?" Hamish asked and Duxnin walked closer, locking eyes with Hamish. "I'll answer you when you answer why you're calling them your mother and father. You look more like his younger brother," Duxnin said and the men laughed. "I'm the son from his first marriage," Hamish said and Duxnin smiled. "So Jenny Girl isn't the first whore he's slept with," he said and Duer growled. He took two steps toward the men when the Doctor gently grabbed his arm and shook his head. "What did you call my mother?" Hamish asked, his eyes growing wide. "I said she was a whore," Duxnin said with a smile. "What are you going to do about it?" Hamish blinked a few times when his mind crept back to the paddock and he looked around. Duer once told him that everyone has a happy place, a place where they go when things go wrong, and this was his. It was safe but the world wasn't always safe. No matter what, things go wrong and it didn't matter if he could see or not. Where he was right now was reality and he wasn't going to let some bastard belittle his mother like that. It was true that Jenna wasn't his birth mother, but she was his mother and he lifted his chin, half closing his eyes. "I'm going tae take all of ye, that's what," he said and Duxnin laughed. "Oh, sure, you're going to fight all of us with nothing more than a big stick," Duxnin said as Hamish walked closer and placed the stick across his shoulders, locking eyes with him. "That is EXACTLY what I am going tae do," he said and Jennae looked over at Jamie. "Jamie, do something, he can't fight them," Jenna thought after setting up a privacy block. "I'm afraid we're going tae have tae," Jamie thought and she sighed, looking at Hamish. "Oh, this is going to be good," Duxnin said when he opened the robe and the robe dropped to the ground. Nearly seventy percent of his body was covered in metal and a green light pulsated behind the glass embedded in his chest. "He's cybernetic," Donna said as Duxnin smiled at her and winked. "Yeah, living nearly forever puts a lot of wear and tear on the organs," he said while the other men dropped their robes and the only part of one man that wasn't covered in metal was his head. "Does that mean that I dinnae have tae hold back then?" Hamish asked as he twirled the stick around then tucked it under his left arm. "No, it means that you're in for a world of pain!" Duxnin said then lunged at him but Hamish heard him coming and stepped out of the way, swinging the stick and cracking Duxnin in the back of his head. Duxnin screamed then stumbled forward as blood rolled down the back of his neck and he turned, glaring at Hamish. Roaring, Duxnin charged at Hamish when Hamish swung the stick and connected with Duxnin's stomach, sending him falling to the ground. "Whoa, how can he be doing that?" Adam whispered and Alan shrugged. The other men roared as they came at Hamish but he spun around and swung the stick, hitting both men in the chest and head. The men fell to the ground when Jenna and Jamie appeared next to Hamish and held laser guns in their hands. "That's impossible! We were beaten by a guy with a stick!" Duxnin shouted and Hamish smiled. "No, ye were beaten by a BLIND guy with a stick!" he said and Duxnin's eyes went wide. "Fuck," Duxnin said as Jamie looked at Hamish and patted his shoulder. After the Doctor and Duer took Duxnin and his men to Volag Nok, Jamie came to see Hamish and Hamish was standing near the bedroom window, feeling the warmth of the setting sun on his face. "Hamish?" he asked as Hamish turned around and Jamie walked closer, placing his hand on Hamish's shoulder. "Are you alright, Lad?" "Aye, Father, I am," he said with a nod of his head. "I am so sorry." "What do ye have tae be sorry aboot? It's nae yer fault that I get like this," he said and Jamie sighed, nodding his head. "I get that, but you have tae remember that you're nae alone." "It feels that way." "I believe that you think so, an' I have no right tae tell you otherwise, but you're nae. I should have never put that scene into your head. I did it so you..." Jamie said when Hamish reached out his hand and placed it on Jamie's shoulder. "Father, I could always see when I was asleep. Why do ye think it was so hard tae get me up in the morning? It could have been so easy for me tae stay that way. The reason I didnae was because I knew that it would be wrong tae stay asleep. True, I do get confused, an' I think I always will be confused, but what Namid said made sense. How do I ken that I will be blind for the rest of my lives? I might nae be, and that is something I want tae be awake tae see," he said with a smile and Jamie smiled back. "So the next time you get like this, all I have tae do is find someone for you tae beat up?" Jamie said with smile and Hamish laughed. "Well, no, but ye could take me fishing," he said and Jamie patted Hamish's shoulder. "Aye, that sounds a whole lot safer," he said then thought of something. "By the way, how did you beat those men with your stick? It's made of wood." "Did ye think I have only one stick?" Hamish asked when he walked over to what Jamie thought was the wardrobe and Hamish opened the door, showing Jamie a wide variety of sticks. He had asked the TARDIS to make him sticks of different lengths and out of different material, just in case he lost or broke the stick, and they were hung on several pegs with Braille labels to tell him which stick was which. Hamish could sense Jamie's shocked look as he smiled and leaned carefully against the wardrobe door.
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